Glitter's POV

I was looking up at the sky, just like anybody would. Things were okay. I was also skating toward Dogenzaka Hill, patrolling, like Zone wanted me to. It was about a week since I joined up with the Dreamerz, and I still remember when I first got skates. It was a long time ago, about three years before Phyto took over New Tokyo-to.

My dad had gotten me skates for my eighth birthday. I was so happy, I jumped as high as the ceiling of our house. My mom was on a business trip, plus our house was right in the middle of Shibuya Terminal.

"Do you like your gift, Misaka?" He asked me.

"Yeah, Dad!" I answered.

I looked at them, my new skates. They were pink, with gold glitter writing that said "Flyy" in kanji lettering. I was truly happy for the first time in my life. Then, when Rokkaku came to town, everything burned in hell. He had taken away what everyone loved with a single law: Rokkaku Law. That same day, I lost my father in a freak car accident. I was alone for the first time of my life.

The day after the car accident, I had skated around in Dogenzaka Hill for a while. I found some spray cans in an alleyway, so I picked them up, and went home. When I got there, I mixed the spray paint cans with some glitter I had for about two weeks, then I laced up my skates and headed out to Shibuya Terminal. When I got there, I started spraying everything I could, until the Dreamerz came. I challenged one of them to a game of Tagger's Tag, and I won.

I guess now that I look at it, I was a noob. Now I know what me and the rest of the Dreamerz have to do.

We have to stop Phyto.